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Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall Poems
- Daisy Time See, the grass is full of stars, Fallen in their ...
- Marching Men Under the level winter sky I saw a thousand ...
- Mary Tired Through the starred Judean night She went, in ...
- Bartimeus Grown Old YEA, I am he that dwelt beside this ...
- Duna WHEN I was a little lad With folly on my lips, Fain ...
- I Shall Not Go With Pain I shall not go with pain Whether ...
- Adam And Eve When the first dark had fallen around them And ...
Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall (September 14, 1883, Gunnersbury, London, – April 19, 1922, Vancouver), was a Canadian writer who was born in England but lived in Canada from the time she was seven. She was once "thought to be the best Canadian poet of her generation."
Marjorie Pickthall was born in 1883 in the west London district of Gunnersbury, to Arthur Christie Pickthall, a surveyor and the son of a Church of England clergyman, and Elizabeth Helen Mary Pickthall (née Mallard), daughter of an officer in the Royal Navy, part Irish and part Huguenot.
According to her father, Pickthall had planned her career before she was six; she would be a writer and ... more »
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Daisy Time
See, the grass is full of stars,
Fallen in their brightness;
Hearts they have of shining gold,
Rays of shining whiteness.
Buttercups have honeyed hearts,
Bees they love the clover,
But I love the daisies' dance
All the meadow over.
Blow, O blow, you happy winds,
Singing summer's praises,
Up the field and down the field
A-dancing with the daisies.
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